Cruising around these past few days, I’ve had the pleasure of catching one of my all-time favorite songs on the radio not once but twice. The general public would argue that’s what’s wrong with the radio; they talk too much and regurgitate the same tunes all day every day. Meanwhile, they worship their satellite and internet radio which do the exact same thing. However, I like to flip through the stations when I’m in the midst of changing discs or folders on my mp3.
New Order’s True Faith
means a lot to me, which makes it no surprise that it’s most recent claim to
fame is for being associated with murderer and potential serial killer LukeMagnotta, and was also featured on the American
Psycho movie soundtrack. The song and I are also alike because we are one
of a kind. True Faith never appeared on any of New Order’s traditional albums;
it was a bonus track for their Substance 1987 singles collection.
My love for New Order in
general goes back to “when I was a very small boy,” riding in the car, ignoring
my mother’s morning consternation and finding unlimited joy when either True
Faith or Blue Monday would begin playing. At first, I confused the two; but as
I memorized the lyrics and understood what beats and melodies were, as good as
Blue Monday is, True Faith will be played at my funeral party. It is a song
that can be danced to. It can establish a setting’s mood. It’s one hell of a
song to fight to, and as dictated before, serial killers seem to like it.
The disposition instantly
livens when I hear that marching beat setting up the intro for the bass
synthesizers grooving beat followed by the ghosting melody and tubular bells.
Of course, being only six or seven years old at the time, the lyrics were only
words, but I liked the words. In fact, the band was surprised and sometimes
concerned because True Faith was a hit with children and was often used in kids’
programming in spite of the subject matter, which was what every other 80’s
song was about – a massive consumption of drugs. The song never led me to try
any, I had family for that.
True Faith is a
near-perfectly composed song. It’s just the right length, yet when it’s over, I’m
anxious to hear it again, and again, and again. If I hear it once, I must hear
it at minimum once more; usually twice. The vocal melody soars on its own, it
can linger around your head all day; you’ll be humming it at lunch, after lunch
on the toilet, and at night brushing your teeth before bed. It used to remind
me of my childhood, but now it reminds me of the good life I have, and a few
good drugs I’ve done, but most importantly I want to live so I can continue
hearing it for a very long time.
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